Novels About Marriage Novels & Stories

"Well, I have a feeling my father would want a wedding, so you will have to pretend to love me while in public. Especially if there's going to be a wedding." My curiosity heightened."I suppose, your father has something to do with your sudden marriage?" He turned to face me fully." How did you know?" I shrugged." I've read a lot of books, it happens a lot in romance novels. The Male lead is forced into marriage to save the company or has to marry to keep his position. Yours doesn't look any different." He chuckled; his eyes bore into mine, making me feel naked." yeah, things like that happen a lot among rich people, but Mine is different."

PROLOGUE… KIRA’S POV The morning sun spilled its light through the stained-glass windows of the wedding hall, The air was thick with the scent of roses and lilies, and the soft hum of a string quartet filled the space with a romantic melody. I stood at the back of the hall, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't tell if it was due to my nervousness or the overwhelming excitement of finally being able to get married to Dylan. My hands trembled slightly as the large double doors slowly opened. Today, I would marry Dylan, the man I had loved even before I knew what love was.

"Now that is the only thing that put our marriage to asunder. He has the money, he should get a cook." Ema folded his arms as he wondered how much of a problem the contract marriage would turn out to be. Their house would have a chimney, he thought. Arguing morning and night, day in and day out would rent their marital home in flames. The chimney would help with emitting all of the heat. "Since you won't be working, you should try and be a nice little housewife." Ema told her dryly. "A nice little housewife? Seriously?" Lila was waving the fork dangerously now and Ema feared she would pierce her spotless face or even her pretty eyes with it.

Although Bethany had reported it to Spencer, he'd never asked who she'd met. Then, he slowly replied, "When it comes to marriage, trust is important. You must be gentle and patient with your wife," Ian narrowed his eyes slightly while Spencer continued, "and not act like she owes you a billion dollars every day. "You can't treat her like a puppy you can command anytime either; she's your wife, not a pet. I swear no sane person would marry a man like that." Ian remained quiet. "Of course, some might be sane but lack the self-love to save themselves from such a fate. A marriage without love is bound to fail, no matter how much you try. Isn't it better to let go of each other? Don't you think s

“That will not be happening.” “James!” Amara turned to look at me, relief in her features and tears springing to her eyes. “You came for me.” Vincent pushed her behind him. “You really don’t know how to stay in your place, do you?” “You forcefully married her? That is punishable by the law, Vincent. Add the kidnapping to the mix and you’ll be behind bars for a long ass time.” “Not a chance. We’re married now James, know when to count your loss and move on.”

a marriage agreement! At first, I thought that it was a joke. Isn't it something you can only read about in romance books? A sexy billionaire pays an innocent and poor girl to marry him...? Such clichéd things don't happen in real life! And of course, it was different than the romance novel situation. I wasn't the innocent type of girl, and Aren Lan sure as hell didn't consider paying me any money for being his wife. As he walked into the room, I could hear his threat instead. "You can either sign it or go to jail," he said harshly.

She made quite an appearance and people couldn't stop talking about the bride, Elora's mom was too happy to see her daughter married to care about the look people sent her way, Dr Walker, though he was happy for his friend, he was surprised he was getting married, to a human at that, They exchanged rings and vowed to support, love and cherish one another for the rest of their lives, Elora vowed silently to show him so much love that he'll never feel sad again. when it was time for the couples to kiss, Elora did another weird thing by kissing Nicholas and not letting him go for another 10 minutes, the guests were too happy to object. As soon as Elora let go of him, Nicholas glared at her, but

- O R I G I N - Now, here's the thing, the ideas that I used in writing this book are not even clear. I've forgotten. I'm just damn excited. I used to love werewolves so much then and I was tired of mates who meet each other in school or something so I wrote about a marriage. At the same time, I saw a quote, "if you can't find what you want to read, be the one to create it." So I did. Marriage and werewolves. *laughs*

I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

I just gave her a nod. "First, I'll accept you as my wife." I said as I handed her the papers. "What are you doing?" She asked, utterly bewildered. I gave her a lighter and said. "Burn them." I said deadpanned- too much to her astonishment. "Come on, do it." I then smiled. Her jaw dropped, she looked at me as if I had said something wrong. I cleared my throat and repeat her exact words, "Now that you have made this marriage nothing but a mere contract. Let me tell you one thing, Mr Christian Elvis; This marriage will be toxic for both of us."